Up, doing better.

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I woke around 18:00, 19:00, or so.  It was still warm, if slowly beginning to cool.  I was hoping mom wouldn't jump me to do things.  I would have just gone back to bed.  No way I was going to do much.  Feeling better didn't mean feeling at all good.

She did start in about Sassy getting sick.  I just told her that goes with having a cat.  She kept yammering.  I was about to go back to bed, because there is nothing to discuss.  Either leave it, or deal with it.  Sassy was here first.  But she stopped.

Then talking about the pup.  No, not an inside dog.  Sometimes, when really hot or cold.  Sometimes with a cage.  If even then, depending how she behaves.  If she is dangerous to Sassy, no.  If she isn't well housetrained, then no.  If she breaks furniture, can't settle, in or to the cage, then no.  Not the complete list, but the general idea.  Default is outdoors.

I am hoping she and Sassy can sort things.  But Sassy has priority.  Mother is already looking for ways to, to my mind, get rid of Sassy.  But I'll say this.  If Sassy up and dies, the dog will be a permanent and solely outdoor dog.  Or may go away as well.  May not be the only one to leave.  Best not play that game.

She asked if I could make grilled ham and cheese sandwhiches.  Sure I was well enough for that.  Keto bread, carnivore cold cuts, if for her dubious "American" cheese.  Buttered, both sides.  Crisped in a cast iron pan.  Nice.  I used swiss and ham, double load, half the bread, for me.  Nice.

Then I brought the girl over for afternoon socializing.  Mom brushes her.  We speak with her and give her attention.  Mom did, through the day.  I would have, save for the o.d. reaction.  Then, still ill, I took her for just a short walk around the property.  

Not petfect, but I think she knows it was pushing my limits.  Still, I let her have a good look atound, and take the lead as long as she didn't pull.  I have a longer lead on the way, and a couple of handled harnesses on the way.  Plus a few more secure shorter leashes.

I do like the girl.  Hoping we can finish training, and figure out where, how, to let her run.  And get it so mom can manage her, for short walks.  She has fantastic potential.  Just getting me to start walking is... a wonderful benefit.  Here is to hoping.

Later.